the outsiders imagines || 1965

photograph; dallas

"this is what i like about photographs.
they're proof that just once,
even if just for a heartbeat,
everything was perfect."

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ashley curtis. that's what they called me. i am the twin of sodapop curtis. i never quite understood why i got a boring name like ashley while my brothers got cool names like ponyboy and sodapop. anyways, soda and i couldn't be more alike.

when i'm around pony and johnny i'm a little bit more calm then when i'm with the other guys. i can be pretty loud when i'm around dallas, steve, soda, and two. i'm the complete opposite when i'm with pony and johnny. maybe it's because they are the babies of the gang.

tonight was my two year anniversary date with dally. i'm not gonna lie, dally is a cold-hearted badass. he is only semi-sweet when i'm with him. i don't blame him though. growing up practically an orphan on the tough side of new york has to be hard. the only things he came to tulsa with was some old clothes and photographs.

i wish dally would open up a little bit more to me about his past. i feel as if he would just pour out everything he's been bottling up for so long, he would be better off.

i got dressed up for this date a little bit. i put on my best dress and cardigan and put a little bit of effort into my look for once. i heard a new voice join the ones that were already loud enough. it was dally. i threw on my converse and waltzed out to join the gang.

"damn ash."

"woooo"

"holy-"

"well i'll be damned."

there was a loud eruption of gasps and in-profanities. then i saw dally, the nicest he's looked in a while. he looked me up and down and mumbled something that i couldn't quite make out.

"ready to go?"

"um, yeah sure. let me just get my purse."

i grabbed my purse and yelled the boys a quick goodbye. darry, being the buzzkill he is, limited my curfew to ten. dally and i left the house and hoped into the red t-bird.

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dally and i went to a diner on the east side of town, which never happens because a doc will beat the tar out of you if you are on their territory. but dallas being dallas, transformed into his reckless cocky self and decided it was worth the risk.

after dinner, we walked around for a bit before catching a drive in. it was some lame beach movie so we left early and went back to dally's place. as usual there was a party going on a buck's so we just went up stairs to his room. dally told me he was going to the bathroom and walked off.

  he had a cute little room. it was kinda messy, but cute. while he was away i just looked around. there wasn't much to the room but then i came across something that caught my eye.

  it was a picture. it was a picture of dally, but he was younger. he looked happy. only about 7 or 8, he looked like he was having the time of his life. right under that picture there was a photo album. on the cover of it there was a note.

  dallas;
      i took these photographs of you so you could remember the times when you were your happiest. i hope you'll cherish these when you are older.
mom.

  it was beautiful. i wished dally was still as happy he looked in these pictures. suddenly i heard a door bang open behind me.

  "what the hell are you doing?"

  "um, nothing. i was just um, looking around."

  he walked over and yanked the pictures out of my hand. he scowled at me and threw the book on the ground.

  "what are doing with this? you know i'd really prefer if you didn't just snoop and go through my stuff. it'd be real nice if you weren't trying to prove me a cheater cause you find some other girl's stuff around here. i think you should leave."

  "no dal , just listen. i was just looking around and i saw the pictures. it's just you looked so happy then and i want you to be like this again. i want you to be happy around me and the gang. i want you to be the happiest you've ever been, because i care about you, and i love you."

  he paused. i gasped realizing what i had just said. that was the first time i had said it. i he soy turned around and looked at me. i'm not gonna lie i thought he was going to hit me.

  "you make me the happiest i've ever been."

  then he pulled me into a rough kiss. he mumbled i love you and i mumbled it right back. he slowly pulled away and smirked down at me.

  "come on, let's get outta here."

  he grabbed me by the hand and we rushed down the stairs. he called over buck and made me smile for a picture with him. he really did look happy in this one and i felt like it meant something to him.

  "this is one to add to the album."

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  ok this was for @ticcitobylover66
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